Society seems to disapprove
of breakable stitched up hearts...
But she never knew what she meant to him,
She never knew how he dreamt of her every night...
My name is not important.
I was born merely as one more human being on this...
Once there was a kind little boy,
Who grew to be adolescent...
The morning after the night before.
Eyes like pools of blue...
She was peeling shrimps
on new year's eve, whilst...
With those blood stained hands
you captured world attention...
Touring the city
at a quarter to eleven...
So many people continue to ignore
the little blue clouds that float past...
I feel as if there is a lack of growth within me,
Thus disrupting my growth on the outside...
I pondered life
while shopping...
Pay attention to the morals so readily forsaken in...